Who's gonna walk you to your mom's house in the morning?
Who's gonna wake you when you start grinding your teeth?
Hold up.
Wait.
Who's waking up to lock the doors,
When the drinks seep out your pores?
Who's gonna walk you through the pain when you are mourning?
Hold up.
Wait.
That's not on me.
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Hold up.
Don't wait up.
Yeah,
I promise you,
That you don't have to stay up.
Hold still,
Popping that pill,
Go start your day up.
Yeah,
You cannot text me,
I put the gate up.
For me.
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I remember when I met you,
I was turning 17.
It was fading into summer,
At the bottom half of spring.
Yeah,
I was boarding through the neighborhood
To see what I could see.
But then I passed you,
Didn't catch you,
Didn't think you were for me...
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Yeah,
It turns out that I know myself.
I knew I shouldn't stop.
I knew I really needed someone else
Who.
I could really give
All the love
That I gave you.
I shouldn't have braved you.
I couldn't have saved you.
But how could I know that?
Back then,
Just friends,
I swear you didn't show that...
You glowed back
Then, but then
By the flirty and dirty shit
That she stopped and said,
She knew that I would always notice it.
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Whoa....
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She told me;
"What she does and doesn't do is not your problem."
And I felt that in my heart,
All of her problems,
I can't solve them.
I was constantly her knight,
All of her demons,
I'd resolve them.
Now I leave them where they hunt
I hope someday she can recall them.
That's not on me.